The last ever of the crazy Mondays. In a bold move, I bike
to work. But I haven’t the time! Make time! I’m tired – Isis was at it all night
long. Such excuses! Get going!
You know I haven’t the time to write tonight. But, don’t you
think it's curious how I was not alone on the morning and then evening ride? How I was always in the company of these winged creatures?
Beautiful birds. On, off water, watching, taking off. My escorts today.
Step aside deer. Not your turn. This last April moment is for the birds.
Oh fine. You too.
